Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
The chaos persisted – and he kept a watchful eye on the scene, gaze narrowing slightly and he tilted his head curiously as some stray snowballs seemed to come from nowhere at all, and then Iskra was whipping his scarf around the periphery. “You all right?” he called to the other man – uncertain if there was an unseen threat, or something they needed to be concerned with.But then there were reactions and assaults flying – he couldn’t help but laugh, another deep rumbling accord, as







